Feuding with the Fashion Princess: A Royal Romance (The Remington Royals Book 3) by Siena Trap

Author:Siena Trap [Trap, Siena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red Diva Publishing LLC
Published: 2024-01-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Preston

Lucy and I spent nearly three months playing the world’s highest-stakes game of chicken, and neither of us saw fit to swerve before we crashed in a blaze of glory. We were both losers and would now burn together.

Christmas brought our engagement, but you could clear your head of any notion right now that it had been a romantic affair. There wasn’t any grand gesture where I got down on one knee and slid a ring onto her trembling hand as tears of joy leaked from her eyes.

A more accurate depiction would be that I handed her a velvet box in the privacy of our master suite sitting room while she eyed it like a snake about to strike, not bothering to even open it before she disappeared into her bedroom. I was pretty sure I heard her crying herself to sleep that night.

It was the stuff fairy tales were made of.

Seeing her now, you’d never know she was upset about our impending nuptials. Standing like puppets on a stage, we were placed before the royal press pack in the throne room to address our engagement before we adjourned for official photos. Lucy’s smile was so wide, it nearly split her face as she beamed at the flashing lights that threatened to blind us both.

I’d heard stories of the press being a bunch of vultures, but I hadn’t realized how bad it was until this moment. Their voices called over each other as photographers practically elbowed each other out of the way to get a closer shot.

This is my life now.

We stood smiling silently, with Lucy’s left hand tucked strategically into the crook of my right elbow to showcase the rock on her finger until the royal press secretary took charge, identifying which reporters could ask questions and in what order.

First question: “Tell us about the proposal.”

Oh, boy. Such a simple question, but at the same time, it was a doozy. Lucy’s right hand joined her left on my arm as she gushed, “Oh, it was lovely. We celebrated Christmas Eve quietly at home, and as we were cuddled up under a blanket watching the fire roar, he surprised me by proposing. It was so unexpected.”

What a crock of shit, but the lies fell so easily off Lucy’s tongue. I wasn’t sure I had it in me to lie flat-out, even to a bunch of strangers. I got that she was saving face, but this was too much.

Second question: “The ring is gorgeous. Any special story behind it?”

This was one I could answer—truthfully—so I took the lead. “It belonged to my grandmother, the late Duchess of Ashbridge. She was very special to me, and a creative mind very much like Lucette, so it seemed only fitting to present her with this particular family heirloom.”

Oh, yeah, I’d been briefed on how to address Lucy in front of this audience. It was formal to the teeth, apparently.

Lucy’s gasp at my response was so quiet, I barely heard it myself. Glancing at her with my own falsely painted-on smile, I saw hers falter slightly.

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